In Memory

Oh, my dear beloveds, how I missed you so. You missed all the unexplained bruising, food dusted in dirt, strategic cow pile placement, catching the same fish over and over, the sun, the rain, the sun, the rain, Jack humping Mabel for hours, duct taping tents, waking up at 7 in the morning, fireworks coming towards us, damp sleeping bags, people being walked to their tents, wondering what the noises were, gathering fire wood and then not being able to break it to fit the pit, finding a nice spot to pee without standing in other pee, not showering for days and eating crunchy cheese burgers.